Well folks,
Things often seem to go in threes and my visit yesterday to my hematologist saw me redirected to a heart specialist , presumably to see what strength of “zapping” I might be able to absorb in the coming week
The heart specialist told me in very clear terms that I have a very “dicky ticker” (with full acknowledgment of “Allo Allo’s” references to “dicky tickers”).
This has come as a surprise as, throughout my life, I have always enjoyed a lot more puff than my peers . The analogy with an eight cylinder car has me running on two and I now know why, lately, I have had a few giddy fits.
So we have a twelve month old undiagnosed mass in the throat which is interfering with a vocal chord (no voice), a smouldering myeloma which has suddenly become a multiple myeloma (for which I have been pretty thoroughly zapped and fed tonnes of tablets) and now a “dicky ticker” for which I am likely to be carrying around metal which will set off the airport security systems from here on in.
Apart from that, the world doesn’t seem such a bad place and I have to thank Janelle and Marcelle for being able to say that seriously….very attentive and covering the many bases which I am now not even getting close to.
You can probably imagine how comfortable I am not being in control.
I will be in the Wesley for the coming week – starting 4.00pm Monday. Probably a good idea to be in touch with Janelle if you are contemplating visits.